User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-2246928-20140724202222/@comment-2246928-20141002222225

Slank grinned wolfishly, throwing a paw about Raggs' shoulders and steering him towards a group of vermin nearby, who were just coming to the realization that they were no longer fighting one another and were looking confusedly about the carnage. "Excellent. Inform our crew of their current situation, an' have 'em prepare t' set sail- We'll be headin' off after the 'Ook th' moment we're ready." Stepping away from Raggs, he suddenly seized Swisher by the belt and wrenched him into a corner. His voice was a vicious whisper. "We're goin' to fragging kill that ferret the moment th' battle against Fizalra begins. Make sure it doesn't look like an accident- Beasts need ter know that it is not okay to kill my crew, an' that I don't ever forgive! Make sure that happens, Swisher." He releases him, pushing him back against the wall with a spiteful snarl. "An' don't bloody fail me."